Married a Secret Billionaire

Persephone glanced at Seamus, who was still wrapped in bandages.

"Go back to rest. You are still injured and can't stand for too long," she softly said.

Seamus gazed into the distance and remained silent for a moment before smiling faintly.

"Miss, am I useless?"

"What are you saying?!"

"I can't even protect you..."

A sense of guilt crawled over Persephone's heart like ivy on a wall.

"Don't be like this." She looked at him. "If not for you this time, I wouldn't know what terrible things might have happened... Seamus, thankfully, you're by my side."

"Really?" Seamus turned around.

Perhaps due to the lighting, Persephone had the feeling that Seamus looked even gloomier, like thick dark clouds on the horizon. There was an indescribable sense of oppression.

to choose between me and

taken aback, her hands subconsciously

smile. "Morpheus is the one you like, and I, to put it nicely, am your bodyguard. Bluntly speaking, I'm just a dog of the Hamertons... Heh, what right do I have to

"Seamus!"

the blue. It had galloped around the track

professionals, wouldn't dare to use that method to save someone. And Seamus, at that time, was just a teenage boy. He could have easily lost his life to the horse's

voice was hoarse. "Don't worry.

slightly. "Focus on healing first. Right now, your health is the

arranging to

dressed up before arriving on time. As he entered a dark

sat there with no alcohol in front of him, only half a cup of lukewarm

opposite him but immediately stood up, afraid of

back down

Wynn's face made Seamus nauseous,